Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1125: 　Substantial war intention, silence the battlefield

The first five chapters of one or two 　substantial war intentions, silent battlefield (second more)

"Don’t..."

The light flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes. Pulled out of this cloud-eye maelstrom, suddenly reached out.

"Boom~"

The sky mist converged and formed a small mountain-like cloud hand grab, passing by in the cloud-eye maelstrom.

In an instant, some vortices flow countercurrently, and the mist waves collide with each other, stirring into a crush.

The sound of "crack~crack" also transferred from the cloud-eye maelstrom to the mist giant.

In front of Zhang Fan, the giant hands spread out, and a large pile of black crystal-like fragments in mist seemed abrupt.

It is these things that collide with each other, causing the strange "crack" sound.

He is no stranger to this thing, and just a moment ago, he turned it into fly ash.

——Dark bone!

These black things are the fragments of heaven and earth.

In the moment when these ghost bones appear, Zhang Fan has been condensed next to the cloud-eye vortex. Natural energy certainly does not flow from the outside, so there is only one possibility.

"Under the vortex, there is another universe!"

Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly brightened, and his heart moved, and the fragments of the bones floated up and suspended in front of him.

Looking like a torch. Do not miss a detail, sweep over every piece of debris.

"Under the eyes of the cloud, there should be what I want."

Suddenly, a hunch came to mind.

"Uh? Sure enough, there is a problem!"

Suddenly, the pupil of Zhang Fan shrank, and several pieces of bone fragments came out of the crowd, condensing in front of his eyes.

He had felt strange before, and it was enough for these bone fragments to suddenly appear in the eyes of the cloud. After all, he didn’t know the specifics. However, the fragmentation of these fragments made him suspicious.

At first glance, it didn't happen.

As far as the pieces of ghost bones suspended in front of his eyes, there are tear marks in the broken places, and even the traces of blade slashing, as if they had experienced a hard battle and were broken into pieces general.

Such traces are in the pile. At a glance, there are more than just fragments from a skeleton. The reason why Zhang Fan only picked out so few is due to his own reasons.

"Chi!"

Zhang Fan looks cold, spit out a word like a bead.

"Boom~"

A bell sounded out of thin air, Eastern Sovereign clock phantom appeared on his body. The invisible bell turned into a visible ripple, oscillating on the bone fragments.

After being stimulated by this, every piece of medullary bone selected by him was flashed with bright red luster, "bang", and turned into a beast roar.

"Oh~"

The fierce beast roared the violent fighting intention of the forest. The frontal impact with the bell ripples of Eastern Sovereign, the shocking force that burst out suddenly had to shake the pieces of the bone fragments into the powder.

For this reason, Zhang Fan turned a blind eye, and those bone fragments had no value in his eyes.

What really made him care was the bright red luster and the beast roar inspired by it.

"War Intent!"

"A strong fighting spirit!"

The look of Zhang Fan gradually dignified.

Hearing in life and death for many years, his sharpness of war is far beyond what cultivator can match. As soon as the bright red lustrous beast roared, he confirmed that this was a substantive war intention.

The fighting spirit has been substantive and condensed to the extreme, and the non-worldly heroes cannot control it.

Even Zhang Fan, because of his gloomy character, can't really control this substantive war intention.

What he has seen in his life is that he is the only father of Linger. He is the hero of Zhongxiong who can drink wine from his head and drink the blood of his enemies. Or his great-grandfather Zhang Lie, who has never met him, also has this kind of demeanor.

This is the natural style of people. From the perspective of Zhang Fan today, the cultivation base of Zhang Lie and Shizhongtian were not worth mentioning. However, this style is not what cultivation base can increase or decrease.

"In the end, what are those mortal beings fighting with? In fact, there is such a substantial war intention, and it is also displayed in a nearly profligate way."

Zhang Fan pondered for a while, and the cloud-eye maelstrom gradually became cloudy, and the sound of "crack crack" sounded again, and many more bone fragments came out of the maelstrom again.

"The battle is full!"

These things instantly strengthened the mind of Zhang Fan, with a smile, a step was taken suddenly.

While striding, the pair of heavenly human wings flapped violently a few times. All of a sudden, mist converged, and the immense power was drawn. Through the fanning of the pair of wings, a thunderous sound that shattered the space.

The footsteps of Zhang Fan, the figure of the sky, suddenly seemed very heavy. When they fell, they seemed to even break through the void.

It seems that the boulder entered the water and splashed the monstrous giant*, but it could not prevent the boulder from sinking fast. The Zhang Fan stepped on the center of the vortex one step at a time, and the whole person suddenly sank and suddenly fell to the top.

In an instant, the entire cloud-eye maelstrom was counter-current, turning from suction to vomiting, rolling up the sky-filled mist into a giant column of heaven shocking mist. The roaring sound shattered the entire abyss of calm.

......

Heavy, floating ducks float in the sea.

After the turbulence of the cloud-eye maelstrom, Zhang Fan sank into a sticky, hazy world. A piece of monotony, looks at is separated by a layer, as if it is outside the mirror, looks at is wonderful in the mirror.

Beside him, he can't stop falling. From time to time, there are fragments of bones flying from his side and flying towards the light of the high place, where is where he came from.

Obviously, the bones of heaven and humans that I saw earlier are from this.

I don’t know how long it took, Zhang Fan just felt the endless pressure suddenly dissipated, his body suddenly sank, and quickly mobilized spirit qi to shake his wings, before he fell down.

"What a weird place."

After condensing in the air, Zhang Fan secretly horrified. He almost used three points of strength to barely maintain the attitude of Yukong flying. In other words, it is impossible to be in this strange place without the strength of Nascent Soul level. flight.

First entered the strength of Nascent Soul realm. I’m afraid it won’t work. In that case, all of its strength is used for flying. If I can’t think of it, I will die in this crisis-ridden place.

There is indeed a crisis here. Zhang Fan came to Sis less than skill, so I knew it well.

"Boom~"

Beside Zhang Fan. A burst of flame suddenly exploded, passing by, leaving only a half-burnt, half-ashed thing falling into the cloud.

It was a **** bird like a vulture. looks at had just appeared and was at a loss when he wanted to pick a bargain. He had hit an iron plate without thinking.

Similar birds, in the air hundreds of feet below the feet of Zhang Fan, there is a black pressure, and it is unknown.

"Huh?"

When the first bird was turned into coke by his side, he hadn’t reacted yet, and I could see these bird colonies again. He suddenly noticed something was wrong.

In terms of how he felt when he appeared here, non-Nascent Soul can't fly, but these birds are obviously impossible to be Nascent Soul, which is another mystery.

"Interesting!"

Having discovered this, Zhang Fan didn't mean to get entangled with these birds any more. With a move in his heart, the whole body was wrapped in Solar Golden Flame, like a volcanic sky burning.

The flames rose, "bang bang bang~" several muffled sounds, dozens of fire meteors across the sky, falling from the side of the use.

They followed closely, flying into coke birds on the Zhang Fan body flame.

From this scene, tens of millions of blood-red eyes instantly condensed on the body of Zhang Fan, which was the agitation of the black birds.

Sometimes, one of the most fierce, the eyes that seemed to stand out among the birds, swept over him, full of vigilance and scrutiny, and disappeared after a while.

After that, a whisper of ape whispered in the flock of birds, and the black-pressed birds suddenly turned a blind eye to Zhang Fan and turned around to rush down.

"Call~"

Seeing this, Zhang Fan can't help but let out a long breath.

He knew in his heart that the eyes and the chirping sound of the ape were the king of birds. He wanted to see that he was not good at provoking and not enemies, so he changed his goal.

Zhang Fan has a long sleeve in his sleeves, so he is naturally not afraid of these endless flocks of birds, but if not necessary, he does not want to provoke these things immediately.

More importantly, on these birds, he sensed something familiar.

——Battle of War!

The blood-red eyes of these birds, and their sharp claws, clearly have a solid red, just like the substance of the war on the bone fragments.

Now that you have discovered this and you don’t need to do it for the time being, Zhang Fan will naturally not miss this opportunity to watch the game. His eyes looked through the gaps in the flock of birds, and he looked at the battlefield on the land where the thousand feet below.

Suddenly, the pupils of Zhang Fan suddenly shrank. On the silent battlefield with no fighting sound, he saw what he was looking for at a glance.

Overwhelming, a dark torrent, a **** wave, collided head-on, suddenly seemed like a monstrous giant* hit an ancient reef, splashing countless waves.

Dark torrents, the celestial celestial beings holding the cloud sword for countless hands, in this special place, they have turned into the wing of the medulla can no longer support them to fly, one by one striding forward;

Blood waves~IndoMTL.com~ are countless fierce beasts, the cloud sword that screamed and flew over, without fear of passing through the body. One by one, the celestial beings fell to the ground to bite.

Such a fierce battlefield like a torrent of collision, if you change it in the human world, even if it is reduced by ten times, it will shout to kill the sky. However, here, there was silence, only a muffled sound made by smashing into the ground, which appeared extremely horrifying in the condensed air.

Since it is silent, it will be more and more murderous!

This is a battlefield that has never ceased. It seems that the bones that emerged from the cloud-eye maelstrom are here.

When Zhang Fan thought this way, a flash of blood flashed in front of him, suddenly revealing a sudden color.

At this moment, his eyes reflected a tiger screaming, and the gust of wind helped him glide through the sky as if his wings were inserted.

Especially the blood-stained bright red color on the tiger is fixed in the eyes of Zhang Fan.

"I see, that's what it is!"